WARNING:
This story contains nudity, graphic violence, rape, and other adult themes.
It is most definitely intended for, and should only be read by, mature
adults, over the age of twenty-one.

Yule Eve at Morganna's. Part
1.ByGW

'Twas the night before Yule,
and all through the clinic, scarcely a creature was stirring. The superheroines
were snug in their stalls, though no visions of sugar plums danced in their
heads! The garbage bags were hung in the cellar in hopes the Yule Dragon
soon would be there.

In the family living room, beside
the huge Yule Tree, now purged of any untroll-like angels, Elfrieda, von
Richtofen, her nieces Morganna and Leticia, and Leticia's two children,
Billy and Wendy were enjoying the roaring Yule log fire after an excellent
dinner.

Aunt Elfrieda commented. "I must
compliment you on dinner, Leticia, it was delicious! If I'd known that
cow, Superlady was such a gourmet cook, I might have kept her, myself,
when I had her! She would be a terrible nuisance to drag around with
me, though! You do a wonderful job keeping those lazy Superheroine bitches
in line, Letty! I don't envy you that job!"

Leticia gushed. "Oh thank you
Aunt Elfy! Coming from an expert like you, that's a real compliment!"
She was still beaming, as she took down a well worn book from the book
case, knowing her stern Prussian aunt did not bestow praise lightly.

As Morganna had explained to
her Great Aunt Elfrieda. "The children are really getting rather too old
for Letty to be reading Yule stories to them, but it's such a tradition,
that Billy and Wendy insist on it every year! And it is a real Troll
favorite at this time of year!"

"Oh I love that story myself!"
Elfrieda admitted.

"Me too!" Morganna agreed a little
sheepishly, and the two adults listened as avidly as Billy and Wendy.

Leticia concluded the story to
her rapt audience. "Yep! Here's to Christmas and Old Scrooge! As was ever
said of him, if any man knew how to keep Yule, old Scrooge did!"

As Leticia regretfully closed
the book, Billy said, "The part I like best is where Tiny Tim uses his
crutch to boff that dumb Yule Spirit up the behind!" describing the
scene in graphic detail.

Looking perplexed, Wendy said.
"I don't remem...oh you Moron! That's not in the story! You made that up!"

"Heh, heh! Gottcha!" Billy
crowed, adding, "It shouda' been in the story though!"

"You idiot! I don't know why
I even bother talking to you!"

As Leticia put the book
away, Aunt Elfrieda said. "I've put all your gifts under the tree, for
tomorrow morning, but there is one special gift for the whole family, that
I thought you'd like to open tonight! I had Green Cow bring it in from
the van before Leticia put the cattle in their stalls for the night!"

"I know how much you all admire
our Cousin Gerda! I don't know whether you knew that Gerda kept a trophy
board in her living room, displaying the costumes of all the heroines she'd
destroyed, much like Morganna's rogue's gallery of captured crimefighters!
Well, last week in Doctor Klinkhausen's private quarters, I found something
that almost brought tears to my eyes! The old man had always been in love
with Gerda, although his love was unrequited, to say the least! "

"Somehow, Old Klinkhausen got
hold of that trophy board after Gerda was murdered! He not only had it
on display, almost like a shrine, but he'd completed it! He even added
Mighty Maid's costume although she died only minutes before Gerda!" Elfrieda
said, opening the package with a small flourish.

"Oh I love it!" Leticia said
in near awe.

"It's a wonderful present for
the whole family!" Morganna added almost as awe-struck as her sister.

Billy and Wendy examined the
board in minute detail, for once in agreement in their admiration for the
treasured bit of family history.

"I know most of them," Wendy
said. "from Mom and Aunt Morg's stories! Like, that blue and red one is
Superwoman! She was Supergran's mother! Sometimes, me and Billy make the
old cow tell us the story of how she watched Fraulein Power cripple her
mother! Old Goofy always breaks down in tears half way through!"

Billy laughed. "Yeah but she's
usually bawling about something or other anyway, for some reason!"

"The only one I don't know is
who that funny red hat belongs to?" Wendy went on ignoring her brother's
interruption.

Even Morganna and Leticia looked
puzzled.

"That's a memento from Gerda's
earlier career during World War II, long before she became Fraulein Power!"
Aunt Elfrieda explained.

"Oh tell us, tell us!" Wendy
and Billy begged.

"Oh yes! Please do! I'd love
to hear that story!" Morganna agreed.

"Oh yes, please, Aunt Elfrieda!"
Leticia wheedled.

"Yes, yes!" The others joined
in.

"Well!" Elfrieda said,
as she settled down again in the comfortable chair by the fire. "The
hat belonged to an American crimefighter, who called herself 'Lady Destiny'!
During the War years she devoted herself to fighting spies! Back then,
this Lady Destiny was quite famous! There was even a comic book for American
children based on her exploits! Of course, in the comic book, they changed
her name and gave the character a green outfit instead of red, but
every one knew who it was supposed to be!"

"Things weren't going too well
for Gerda in those years! In 1941, she was sent to Africa to deal with
Drusilla, the 'Jungle Goddess', but instead Drusilla captured Gerda! Most
embarrassing for her, poor Dear! Of course as you see on the trophy board,
Gerda evened that score in 1949! (See Fraulein Power On Safari
By GW Fraulein
Power On Safari.)

Gerda was in the bad graces of
Reichsfuhrer Himmler for almost a year, but finally he relented and sent
her on another mission! In all kindness to Gerda, I don't know what the
SS high command was thinking! They sent her to the United States, even
though she could barely speak English! Her accent was positively comical!
She'd easily have been cast as the German Spy in a bad Hollywood 'B' Movie
of those years!"

Elfrieda took another sip of
fine old brandy from Morganna's excellent cellar, and settled herself more
comfortably in the large chair by the fire.

"Well, they sent Gerda here to
the United States to steal the plans for a new American tank, intended
to replace that laughable Sherman tank of theirs! The designer of the new
tank was an industrialist, a woman named Doctor Susan Carter! Gerda found
out that the woman's secretary, a little twit named Lisa was a lesbian!

Now of course you have to remember,
that in those days, being gay wasn't chic! If it became known, the girl's
life would have been ruined! Naturally, Gerda didn't have much trouble
seducing the silly, little twit!

Surprisingly, the girl had a
little more gumption then Gerda gave her credit for! Gerda burned her and
put the pressure on and instructed the girl to come the next night to her
safe house, and turn over the plans! Instead, the girl went to her boss
and tearfully confessed her indiscretions! A most touching scene I'm sure!"

Like all of those do-gooders,
this Dr. Carter, or Lady Destiny, was soft and sentimental! She didn't
want to ruin the girl's life! She decided she'd handle the situation herself,
as Lady Destiny, rather than notify the authorities! Naturally she didn't
want to reveal her secret identity to the girl, so she told her she knew
how to contact Lady Destiny! Later, she told the girl, that Lady Destiny
would go with her that night to meet Gerda!

That night, as promised, Lady
Destiny met Lisa, and they confronted Gerda, together!

Gerda, of course, was a street
brawler, and possessed no finesse! This Lady Destiny was an expert at Jiu
jitsu and at first, she tossed Gerda all over the room!

Gerda told me she was sitting
on the floor so dizzy she couldn't see straight! Then the arrogant American
made a mistake! She thought Gerda was finished and hesitated a moment,
long enough for Gerda to get her bearings; then Lady Destiny came too close
to her! Well, now, Gerda was playing possum, as they say! Still sitting
on the floor, she threw a punch, and got the uppity bitch right in the
gut, with her big, right fist!

Now, once she nailed that bitch,
Gerda didn't waste any time! She jumped up and just about pulverized
the 'celebrated' Lady Destiny with her fists! Gerda always did have fists
like battering rams! There was no science to her fighting, but she was
a real brute in a brawl! Before Lady Destiny could get her breath,
Gerda knocked her silly!"